Anyone up for a show? The same way that those fireflies glow Well it’s not that I don’t wanna know But it’s only so much before my ears will bleed Anyone up for a kill? I don’t like the way they looked at me Don’t tempt my head with thrills
Anyone up for a pact? I’m strapped to the back of a passenger While living in a house of wax It’s only so long before the walls will melt From the heat of the beating blaze Fiction plays a major part in the wick that picks the flame
Anyone up for the last? I lost my first by accident I couldn’t see through glass All in all I was afraid Of blood sweat and tears The queen of hearts makes everything look different to what it is